The Emporia weekly news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1881-1889, 1887-11-17

rible sight. with the lower part Of hi
/ Jaw completely torn OF and his thicl
| auburn hair still matted with blood
| The cheeks were torn out and huns
down in jagged pieces upon his neck
Teeth were knocked out, gums tori
away and but a small stump or his
| tongue appeared protruding from his
manRled throat. In the upper part OF
the throat, Immediately under the
lower part Of the jaw bone, a terrible
gap has been torn out from the inside.
The bali of the thumb of his left hand
with which he had touched on
the explosion in his mouth was
now says that Lingg can recover from
the terrible shock is very doubtful.
There is a possibility that he may yet
live some days, or weeks, or even get
well entirely, but the chances are but
one in a Thousand, as blood poisoning
is almost sure to follow. 10 all ap-
pearances the man cannot live through
the day. When the explosion occurred
all the anarchists were on their feet in
an instant, and everyone OF them
looked stunned and frightened. Jailor
one Of the other cells searched, and
Parsons was the first one descent
was made upon. Three deputies en-
tered his cell, took him by the wrists
and shoulders, and led him to Jailor
Folz' private Office. There he was
detained until his cell was
thoroughly searched and moth
ing found. The eX-editor of
Of the Zeitung, shiYered with mingled
excitement, fear and curiosity. His
face was white and his eyes looked
r-ooAvy fO az Fv.Or,n THAR oOobafa He
was in his shirt and trousers, and a
felt hat shaded his face. He looked as
If he would have given worlds to know
what had happened, but no informa-
ton was Vouchsafed him. 1t is be-
Heved by some of the reporters that
something was found on Parsons, al
though the jail officials deny this. Par
sons was given new suit of clothes to
put on, and taken to another cell,
where he now is with two deputies
standing guard over him. One of
and the other at the door.
were also thoroughly searched, but
nothing found. When Engel was being
searched he completely broke down
and cried like q child. He is still so
Frustrated that he has not yet been put
back in his cell, but is in the jail Ii
brary in charge of deputies. Mean
while Turnkey Overill had discovered
the little agent that had served Lingg
to accomplish his terrible work. 1t
an inch long. 1t had been filed with
illuminate of mercury, and a small
fuse, which is usually attached to these
instruments of death, had been
touched off by Lingg at the time the re-
porter thought he was lighting cigar.
When Lingg committed the deed he
was lying on his face on the cot.
After the affair, when he was
searched, another candle was found.
at the top of it, barely concealed by
the ends of the wicks, Eliminating
Lingg's attempted suicide was commit
ted with one similarly hidden. The
candles are furnished by the jail, so
that the caps must have been put in by
Lingg himself. Lingg's act to-day
was in keeping with his past life. In
1888 he was forced to leave his native
town in Germany. After good deal
of wandering about Germany he final
ly landed in Switzerland. There he
continued to fight the Blues" as the
social democrats are called by the red
followers of Most. 1t was there that
the Social Demokrat, the official organ
lished a notice declaring Lingg to
be an informer and spy of the German
government. In 1885 he came to Amer
lea. In New York he stayed only a
few days, and then proceeded further
west to Chicago. Here he joined the
North Side group of internationals,
and soon began the manufacture of
bombs, one of which was used at the
Haymarket. When two policemen
went to arrest him the next day, one
of them entered his room, while the
other stayed outside of the house. The
latter soon heard shouts for help, and
running into Lingg's room, found that
the anarchist had thrown his partner
on the floor, and was only prevented
from shooting him by the policeman,
who had grip on the revolver which
Lingg was endeavoring to use. The
second officer. after a desperate strug-
gle, succeeded i'll placing the come
alongs," on his wrists. Placing pis-
toll to his head the policeman ordered
him to come on, but Lingg refused to
move, and said, ''shoot me! shoot me!'
Its a pity l didn't accommodate
him." said the officer, who was at the
Jail this morning, as he stood looking
at Lingg. ut might have saved all
this trouble"